PNB Chapter 318 Funina: Am I one of the 33?
Chapter 318 Funina: Am I one of the 33?
"Achoo! What are you doing... this weather in Sumeru..."
Inside the inn's room, Funina suddenly sneezed loudly, squinting her beautiful blue heterochromatic eyes, and muttered to herself that she should have brought more clothes to Sumeru.
It was still humid and hot during the day, but as soon as evening came, the cool breeze from the cross breeze instantly filled the entire rainforest.
The girl folded and put away her slightly wrinkled dress. To be honest, she was more used to the weather in Fontainebleau.
Apart from the occasional, inexplicable rain.
"Hey, who knows, maybe someone is secretly talking behind the scenes about how stupid the Water God is."
Mu Feng picked up Carolie, who had bounced out of the bathroom, and sat on the edge of the bed. While carefully drying the little one's wet pink hair, he casually made some jokes.
The wind was gentle, and Carolie comfortably squinted her bright, light blue eyes, holding her in her arms like a docile kitten.
However, little Meilu Xin was a bit restless, constantly snuggling closer to him until Mu Feng gently kissed her forehead, which finally satisfied the little one.
"Hmph, I am the embodiment of justice in Fontaine, how could such a description possibly appear on me?"
Upon hearing this, Funina snorted dismissively, raised her chin slightly, put her hands on her hips, and retorted without hesitation.
Impossible, absolutely impossible. Apart from some guy who completely disregards the gods, she couldn't imagine anyone offending the beautiful and wise God of Justice.
The girl had a smug expression, and Mu Feng's lips twitched slightly, revealing a puzzled look.
According to the World Tree, approximately 77 percent of the people on the continent of Teyvat will not be lured away by a small cake.
This displeased Furness. What did that mean? Was it implying that she was among the remaining 33%?
She's a goddess of justice, how could she be lured away by a small cake? She'd need at least... ten cakes.
The air seemed to fall silent suddenly. In an instant, all eyes in the room involuntarily turned to Funina, and everyone's expression was exactly the same, as if they were... suppressing laughter?
Upon seeing this, Ms. Funina de Fontaine belatedly realized that something was amiss; it seemed that something was not quite right.
Seventy-seven plus thirty-three equals one hundred and one.
Mu Feng nodded sadly, while desperately trying to imagine the tragic scene of the Shura Field simultaneously erupting in the Fontaine Sumeru Fireplace House, barely managing to suppress the ever-growing corners of his mouth.
He's received professional training from the House of Hearths, so he doesn't usually laugh unless... unless he really can't help it.
Just then, the bathroom door made a soft sound, finally freeing the person from the difficult predicament of suppressing laughter.
Nurse Siegwen pushed open the door to the steamy bathroom and trotted out in her cute bunny-head slippers.
Her wet, sky-blue hair clung to her slightly flushed face, dripping water droplets.
Perhaps because of its petite size, half of the towel draped over the little guy's body dragged on the ground, making it look like a white ghost slowly gliding across the floor when it walked.
The little nurse herself was obviously aware of this, so the little guy blinked his bright ruby eyes, shook his pinkish-blue little ears, and made two mischievous whimpering sounds.
"It's the Fontaine Ghost from Mello Petersburg."
Of course, with this look paired with Siegfried's cute face, it's completely lacking in any intimidating power.
At this moment, the little guy is waving his little hand wrapped in a bath towel, his eyes crinkling as he asks Mu Feng for his usual hug.
Mu Feng readily agreed. First of all, he stated that although he was absolutely certain that he was not a lolicon, then again, no one can resist a sea salt strawberry mini cake, right?
Sedna and Caroline, who were standing nearby, also got playful and wrapped themselves in a sheet to join the ranks of the Fontaine Ghosts.
Suddenly, someone was surrounded by a sea of white, and it ended with a tiny kiss.
Funina, standing to the side, pouted in frustration, suddenly feeling that the little cake in her hand didn't seem so delicious anymore.
The girl shoved the cake into her mouth with a vicious shove. If this weren't Fontainebleau, she would have sentenced this guy to several years in prison.
After playing around for a while, it was getting late. However, just as they were about to turn off the lights, a new problem arose.
"Well then, the great God of Justice has granted you and this water god special permission to spend the night together, so hurry up and cheer!"
Funina took the initiative to suggest it, crossing her arms and turning her face to the side with an air of arrogance, displaying her usual flamboyant and casual demeanor.
After all, this was to protect the safety of the little Meiluxins, otherwise some bad guy would have succeeded. She had a clear conscience!
However, upon closer inspection, one can see that the girl's ear tips are slightly tinged with red, and her eyes are somewhat unfocused.
Oh no, Fucarus never taught this!
"It's alright, the three of us won't take up much space, so the Water God doesn't need to worry about us."
The young nurse smiled and subtly declined Funina's suggestion, saying, "This is the only thing I can't agree to."
There are five people and two beds. At this point, someone might say, "Oh dear, how could the hotel owner be so wicked?"
Mu Feng didn't know, but he did know that if he tried to appease them quickly, something unexpected would happen.
However, at that moment, a faint knock came from outside the door. Although it was slight, it was quite noticeable in the quiet night.
Mu Feng maintained a serious expression, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed open the door and looked around.
The corridor outside the door was empty; apart from the cool night breeze blowing through the curtains, it seemed deserted.
Nobody's here? Could it be a prank...? No, wait.
As the door was pushed open, a piece of paper, seemingly folded casually, fluttered to the ground without making a sound.
Unfold the paper; there's nothing on it. It seems to be just a piece of waste paper that someone carelessly discarded, not worth paying attention to.
However, in the inconspicuous corner of the paper, the magic card and the top hat cat head sticker revealed the sender's identity.
A flash of fluorescent green light appeared, the wind element attached to the sticker flickered, a gentle breeze brushed past her ear, and brought Lynette's usual concise and flat voice.
"Be careful, 'The Doctor's' men are watching you."
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That night, the moonlight was dim, and the bustling port of Omos during the day had fallen silent. The shops were hidden in the darkness, like one lurking beast after another, devouring the light and shadow.
Taking advantage of the moment when the moonlight was completely obscured by dark clouds, two dark figures flashed past and quickly approached a gatehouse.
"Shh... This is it. Get ready to move out."
One of the figures lowered his voice to a whisper, gave a brief instruction, and then used a wire to pry open the door lock.
"Are you really sure this place is reliable...?"
The second voice spoke, its tone somewhat hesitant, but the owner of the first voice simply waved his hand casually.
A frail-looking guy and a seemingly silly girl should be easy to deal with... right?
"Come on, be quiet, it's our turn to make a move."
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